Dingdingdong~!???

After the Hogwarts administrator and the squin Argus Felch rang the ringtone for the get out of class, soon the thirty or forty students in the fourth grade of Hogwarts finally rushed out of the black magic defense classroom as if there was a very terrifying monster in the classroom driving them away?

After the rest of the students of the same grade had almost been exposed, the three groups of Harry, Hermione and Ron, who were at the end, held their respective textbooks and squeezed out from the inside with a hurried look.

After the three of them left, the classroom was empty. Except for one of them still sitting, leaning against the podium, a crutch, an old white hair, a scarred face and a sloppy old man with blue magical alchemy fake eyes drinking something against a silver curved wine bottle.

The sloppy old man appeared at the last moment on the opening ceremony, and then scared the teachers and students present. He was appointed by Dumbledore as a professor of the Black Magic Defense class this school year, and the crazy-eyed man Alastor Moody, who is responsible for teaching hundreds of students in the school to black magic defense!

"Hey!"

"Hermione! And Ron!"

"What do you think of this black magic defense class? Isn't it great? I've never met a professor of black magic defense class like Professor Alastor Moody. He actually taught us directly to fight and identify the three terrible spells, and even handed them to us in full. That was really great!"

Just as he came out of the classroom of the Black Magic Defense Class and was about to walk to the Potion Class, Harry was so excited that he couldn't help but cheer to his two companions around him.

‘…’

‘…’

However, unlike the excitement he was alone, Ron next to him seemed a little scared, and Hermione also frowned silently, hugged her own textbook and followed behind the two of them, looking depressed, and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Harry!"

"Those three spells are unforgivable spells. Professor Moody shows us it's fine, because he is a retired Auror, a professor in the school, and the target of casting spells is always spiders..."

"But he taught us the spell directly. That's bad, very bad!!"

Hermione felt that that kind of spell should not have been contacted by them, the fourth-grade students, so Professor Moody should not have used that spell to teach them, the lower-grade students!

Or, at least the sixth and seventh grade students who have completed the fifth grade .ls test need to be selectively exposed to them?

"That's an unforgivable curse!"

Hermione repeated again to the companion in front of her who looked careless and didn't care at all.

"If anyone uses any of them, it will definitely cause serious consequences and be arrested by the Ministry of Magic and locked up in Azkaban! Harry, I know you secretly wrote down those three spells with your notebook, but I must warn you that you must not do anything nonsense!"

"Anyway!"

"Professor Moody's approach is really terrible. If he continues to teach like that, he will definitely be complained by students or parents!!"

Surprisingly, this is the first time Hermione has privately said that a professor is not...

Because, in her opinion, the teaching method of Professor Moody was too radical. Even she was scared by the other party's control and torture and killing the poisonous spider, let alone other classmates.

And this is precisely the reason why the students left hurriedly as soon as the bell rang, and they were reluctant to stay with Professor Moody for an extra minute! If Harry hadn't even specially ran to ask the new professor of Black Magic Defense, she and Ron would have left with the others long ago.

“??”

"Oh no! I didn't say I was going to do it!"

"But, Hermione, you know, he is the professor of the Dark Magic Defense class that Professor Dumbledore invited this year. Since Professor Dumbledore did not interfere, it proves that Professor Moody's approach is correct and allowed! And I think he should teach that way, and it's better to teach more, rather than follow the textbook entirely?"

"Only in that way can we learn more and more useful things!!"

Finally, a professor of black magic defense class that he liked and was interested in. Harry would not let Hermione say what he was wrong, so he spontaneously defended the other party.

Anyway, in his opinion, that Professor Moody is indeed very good. Harry expressed his satisfaction and hopes that in the next year, the other party can teach them more practical spells and techniques, preferably those unique experiences and spells when they are Auror?

You know, Harry is determined to choose to be an Auror after graduation, and then participate in the glorious cause of fighting the Death Eaters, attacking mysterious men and black wizards, and fighting on the front line of defending the wizards! And now, the knowledge that Professor Moody taught them is what he wants to learn most at the moment.

"You were wrong!"

"Harry, I think that's probably not necessarily the instruction of Professor Dumbledore. That nine is just that Professor Moody himself was too messy, so he shouldn't have done that, at least he shouldn't have taught that kind of spell to us lower grade students!"

After saying that, Hermione subconsciously looked into the door of the black magic defense class classroom behind the three of them.

When she saw that the distance was far enough and she was still drinking that kind of weird thing in the classroom, she did not come out, and she certainly didn't hear her words, she lowered her voice and said with a hint of complaint.

Because, she had already come into contact with some extremely profound and terrifying spells from that magic book two years ago, but she could understand the harm of easily touching that kind of thing better than the two companions in front of her!

"No!"

"Hermione! Now the Death Eaters have started to go out for activities. You have also seen the Quidditch World Cup that night. They burned the entire camp and released the Dark Mark! Now we have reason to believe that the mysterious man will be back soon. Now we will learn in advance how to fight those Death Eaters who are good at using the Unforgivable Spell, which is definitely extremely correct!"

"So, Hermione...I don't think Professor Moody did anything wrong!"

"When Professor Dumbledore invites a retired former Auror to return to school to coach, there must be a reason why he must do that?"

Harry was still sure that he was right and firmly defended Professor Moody.

Because he now feels that the other party must be the best black magic defense professor he met during his four years of study at Hogwarts Magic School, no one! Compared with the current Professor Moody, the three previous candidates, in addition to Professor Lupin's important skills in dealing with dementors, are definitely unqualified, whether it is Kiro, possessed by Voldemort or the bragging Gidro Lohart.

Originally, Harry thought that if any Professor Anne could serve as their Black Magic Defense class, it would be a good idea. However, now, he suddenly changed his mind and insisted that Professor Moody was indeed a good candidate?

"that……"

"Harry, I also think it's not good to do Professor Moody like that... Didn't you see it just now? Neville was almost scared to death. How could he do that randomly..."

"That Professor Moody must be crazy!"

"I've heard of it. It seems... that crazy-eyed man Moody liked to do things randomly when he was an Auror, crazy and had many quirks. Anyway, there are not many people in the Ministry of Magic who like him..."

In fact, Ron was a little scared in class just now. He never thought that their new professor of Black Magic Defense would dare to openly demonstrate the three unforgivable spiders to a little spider in the first class of the new semester!

Sure enough, the other party was called "Crazy Eyes Moody" by others, and was pointed at by people from the Ministry of Magic in private. It was not unreasonable to have a bad reputation.

"Okay, let's not talk about the Black Magic Defense Class!"

"Harry, there is the Potion Class classroom ahead. Let's hurry up. There is not much time left. If you are accidentally late, I think Professor Snape will definitely not let us go easily, especially... won't let you go?"

If they are late, it will be certain that the three of them will be deducted points from Gryffindor College!

Of course, in addition to deducting points, thinking about the scenes of the potion classes in the past three years, Hermione felt that this poor friend Harry, who would definitely be given additional "care" from Professor Snape, for example, after a public sarcasm, he would be punished to copy twenty pages of the formula and the related attributes of the potion?

That kind of scene was definitely not what friends like her and Ron wanted to see, because that kind of scene was really a little bad for them.

"Ah? Merlin's beard!"

"Quick! Hurry Harry! We must be hurry, we must not be late!!"

Soon, his spirit was a little bad, as if he was scared, and then suddenly recalled all the things that Snape's "dark wizard" had done to him before, and he did not want to be grabbed and scolded by the other party in class again. Then, he was ridiculed by the little snakes of Slytherin, so he pulled Harry's hand, shook his arms and ran forward.

Today is the first potion class this semester. If he is really punished for being late, his two twin brothers will definitely complain to his family!

"You guys wait for me..."

"Why……"

Unexpectedly, the two of them left themselves and ran away first. There was no way. Hermione had to shake her head helplessly, sigh, and then speeded up her pace. She followed the complex and dim stair corridors of Hogwarts alone and quickly chased towards the Potion Classroom below the castle.

The Potion Classroom is not big or very dark, because there are many candles in the classroom, and the kerosene lamps used to heat crucibles on the experimental tables are also lit... However, for some reason, none of the students entering the classroom dared to play or make loud noises. They all sat in their respective positions as soon as possible.

Perhaps, it is because the professor on the podium who was standing there with his hands crossed, with straight hair, cold eyes and pale skin had too strong aura?

‘Hey, look!’

‘How could Professor Anne be here? Will she be the helper that Professor Snape invited today?’

'ah……'

‘I don’t know, Professor Snape never needs an assistant, right?’

‘That doesn’t necessarily…’

‘…’

‘Did Professor Anne want to learn potions herself? Look, there seems to be a lot of potions and a crucible in front of her?’

‘But she is already a professor now, and she is very awesome. Do she still need to come and learn potions with us?’

‘Her spells and magic are really amazing. Maybe her potions are bad, and they are not as good as us?’

‘It’s really possible!!’

‘Don’t she have to attend classes today?’

‘She is an honorary professor. If she wants to start classes, there will be notifications in the auditorium…’

'I tell you, Professor Anne is probably the most leisurely professor in our Hogwarts. As long as she wants, she can not start classes for the whole semester, and she is not afraid of President Dumbledore causing trouble for her!'

‘She came to Potion Class today, so she shouldn’t have to do her homework like us, right?’

‘No need!’

'Why?'

'Because Professor Snape must not be able to beat her, he has no way to ask her to do her homework!'

‘!!’

'You are in trouble. I think Professor Snape must have heard you. He just saw it!'

'ah??'

When they came to the Potion Class classroom, the Gryffindor students and Slytherin students who were preparing for class in groups. When they saw that the little girl and Professor Anne were sitting on the small table that had been empty before, they whispered and discussed in a low voice.

However, they didn't dare to speak too loudly...

Because, although the class has not been officially started yet, their Potions Professor, Severus Snape, was standing on the podium at this time, with his fingers crossed and closed his eyes, squinted his eyes slightly, standing there and emitting some extremely terrifying majesty towards them!

“…”

"Please be quiet, classmates!!"

Seeing that the time was about to reach the class point, seeing that everyone was here, and no one dared to be late on the first day, Snape finally had to speak.

"Students..."

"Although this is a new semester, you are now in the fourth grade..."

"But I still have to repeat the sentence I said when I first saw you: You are here to learn the precision science and strict craftsmanship of formulating magic potions. This is not something that can be accomplished by silly swinging the wand... So, many of you may find it difficult to believe that this is magic. I don't expect you to truly understand the beauty of the white smoke wafting out of the simmering crucible. You will not really understand the liquid that flows into people's blood vessels, the magical magic that makes people's hearts scatter and will be confused..."

"Some of you are destined to be a group of hopeless idiots, but fortunately, for two more years, after the exam next year, except for those students who have achieved excellent results in the Potions class exam, no one else is qualified to enter my class again!"

After saying that, Snape shook his cold eyes at Harry and Ron of Gryffindor College. It was obvious that among the things the students were talking about, he heard part of what the two guys said!

However, he didn't want to teach those two people a lesson now, because Snape needs to do something else now...

"I think you probably saw it all?"

"The Professor Anne Hasta next to me... Some of you guessed rightly, she is not my assistant, and I never need an assistant, especially when teaching you fourth-grade students who have just started with Potions!"

Snape turned slightly and looked at the little girl sitting on the right side of his podium who was seriously fiddling with the raw materials of his precious potions. The muscles on his cheeks couldn't help but twitch slightly.

“In fact…”

"Professor Anne is just here to watch our class. It is said that she also wants to refine some potions on her own, so she 'borrowed' one of my new crucibles and some medicinal materials?"

"Although I don't know what she wants to do, you just just treat her as if it doesn't exist. If it makes a mistake due to her distraction..."

When Snape said this, he glanced at the little girl in the corner who insisted on joining in the fun of her class, without giving her any face.

As for the consequences of the students' mistakes, he didn't say much, because he knew that his students must know his style.

In fact, if he could, he would not want such an irrelevant person to appear in his class, even if the other party is also a professor at Hogwarts, even if the other party is strong! If the other party had not been stubborn and refused to leave, and had to take his own potion and attend class with the students, and if he really couldn't do anything to the other party, he would have forced the other party to leave after another person.

"Hi!"

(*^▽^*)

"Hello everyone!!"

(???????▽??????)

There is actually a reason Annie came here to attend class together today. Of course, she didn't want to say the specific reason now, and she didn't have time to say it, because, they will find out soon later.

‘…’

‘…’

The students did not dare to speak, even Hermione, who was very familiar with the little girl, did not dare, because they could all see that Professor Snape seemed to be in a bad mood now. They would not touch each other's bad temper at this time, and then incur unnecessary punishment for themselves or their college for nothing.

After all, no matter whether they are deducting the college points or being punished to copy the text, that is not what they are willing to see.

"Now!"

"Pick up your textbook and turn to the first page! Today, we are going to learn new magic potion refining techniques and learn new herbs..."

"Just hope, in which semester you learned from Professor Pomona Sprout last year, don't let me down?"

Herbal and Potions courses can actually be combined into the same course. However, since Hogwarts' tradition is divided into two courses, Snape doesn't say much. After all, doing so does it really make him much easier, saving some idiots the time to identify those complicated herbs?

"Before I start explaining the potions that need to be experimented and refined today, I must remind you the following points..."

"'White Fresh' should remove the mud and thick skin, only peel the root skin, and also slice it, dry it, use it directly, and it is not allowed to be baked!"

"The roots of the daffodils need to be ground into powder, the thinner the better!"

"Finally it's absin..."

"I only ask you to leave its leaves and branches and soak the juice!!"

Speaking of this, Snape stopped because he found that Professor Anne, who was next to him, was already busy at her own position, and he didn't know what the other party was messing around.

“…”

"Now, can anyone tell me what I want you to prepare these potions, what exactly do you do? Has anyone previewed the textbook?"

Snape, who was not ready to go because of a little girl, thought for a while and then stepped forward, pacing in his class, while monitoring the students who had already begun to prepare in a hurry as he had just asked, while asking in that sinister tone.

Then, he stopped for granted by the group of Ron Weasley and Harry Potter, and watched them dry the white freshness with fine sand, and then sneered with the ingredients that were chopped with roots and prepared to soak the juice.

He was already thinking, maybe, after the finished product of these two guys came out, he could try to let them drink a small cup each to let them know what kind of terrible consequences would be if they didn't listen to his explanation?

“…”

However, after thinking about it, Snape turned around and found that among all the students, Miss Gryffindor's All-Time Miss Hermione Granger raised his hand high, he glared at the unscrupulous guys of their academy in annoyance.

"All right!"

"Please tell me Miss Hermione Granger?"

There was no way, the only one who was the All-Time Miss was holding her hands in the whole class. Even if Snape wanted to name the students from his college for personal gain, it was impossible for him to look at the child from other people's college who was obviously very good but he couldn't like it anyway.

"professor!"

"According to the formula, white fresh + daffodil + absinus, I think what you want us to refine today should be a dose of 'super healing medicine' water!!"

Hermione said proudly what she knew. She had memorized all the potion courses and recipes for the entire fourth grade, so this kind of small problem must not be difficult for her.

“…”

"Gryffindor plus five points..."

"Now, what are you waiting for? Why don't you start your potion work quickly? The production method is written on the fifth page of your textbook. There are two very simple passages. Do you still want me to teach you how to recognize words?"

With Snape's habitual rebuke, soon the students of Slytherin and Gryffindor quickly began their potion class experiments, and began to work on the herbs on their respective test benches.

...

"Narcissus roots, ginger slices, mandela grass, abyssinian wrinkle figs, puffy bean pods, cinnamon skin, and spring water from beating willows..."

??????`)

"Tibers, this should be almost the same, right?"

o(????)o

While Snape in front was only patrolling the students and checking the situation, and shouting at some students who had made mistakes from time to time, Little Anne was not busy, and soon threw a lot of her clean potions into the cauldron soaked with red things.

(…)

(●￣(??)￣●)

(Tibers didn't say anything because it didn't want to mess with the terrible little master of its house, nor did it want to be irritated by the other party after it messed up later. So, the wisest thing to do now is to say nothing and not care about anything!)

“…”

(.??v??v??v??.)

"It should be OK?"

??(??????~???)╭????

Little Annie, who felt that it was almost done, thought for a while, and then continued to add a few pieces of ginger slices to the pot that could remove the fishy smell. She resolutely reached out and added a magic flame to the ground of the crucible, allowing her to start stuffing the things in the crucible and simmering them on fire.

o(???????????????)o

That's right, Professor Anne's potion was stewed, not as he said to the fierce Professor Snape, "stewed slowly on low heat." Even if the other party just turned his head and glared at her, it was useless. She just wanted to stew on high heat. Only in that way can she taste it, and she would not have to wait too long.

(…)

e=(?????'●))) Alas

“…”

Snape turned around and stared at the teacher's seat next to the podium, and was simmering in a crucible of unknown potion on fire for a while.

"snort!!"

When he found that the little girl randomly added some messy things such as daffodil roots, bean pods, cinnamon skins, etc. floating on the water, he had no idea what potion the other party was making. He looked at it for more than ten minutes, until the excessive amount of soup began to roll, and felt a little bit of weak magic power emitted during the period. He thought that the other party's potion had completely failed, so he snorted coldly and turned his head directly.

There is no doubt that according to the perspective of his potion master, no matter what potion the other party is making, when the magic power and medicine are diluted by excessive water, and when the magic power is involuntarily emitted rather than remained in the medicine liquid, the potion that I don’t know what it is has already declared completely failed.

Regarding this, especially in the skill of potion refining, Snape is very confident, even if his own magical strength is far inferior to the other party! Obviously, Professor Anne does not seem to have any talent in potion refining, because the other party has added too much water...

“Um…”

After no longer paying attention to the little girl who was wasting his potion materials, Snape began to concentrate on patrolling the classroom again, because now his students' potions are almost finished, and next, he, the professor of the potions class, has almost begun to score and record their results.

“…”

The first thing Snape saw was the Gryffindor Neville. Obviously, the other party's super-health medicine was perfect, with a burst of fragrance... If you didn't say it, the other party must have improved some of the formulas in the textbook, thus resulting in this result that even he was a little surprised?

However, Snape did not praise this "ium" who was scolded by himself in the first grade. He just didn't expect that in addition to being amazing in herbal medicine, the other party could occasionally surprise him in magic medicine. Perhaps, after the other party finished the fifth grade exam, he chose to come to take the class. If he improved, he could teach the other party some secret experiences and experiences?

Of course, the premise is that the other party can achieve excellent results, otherwise...

“Hmm?!”

Then soon, when Snape turned to the table near the two of Harry and Ron, looking at the black and bitter potions in each other's cauldron that were red and bitter, he became even more determined to let the two drink a drink later.

Of course, for safety reasons, he could just let them drink a small cup, pull them up a few times and realize what terrible consequences would be caused by not making potions seriously.

"Um."

When he walked to the stage of Hermione's group, Snape frowned involuntarily, and then said "um" without comment.

It’s not that the other party did something bad, but because the other party did it so...too dogmatic!

He could even guess that this Miss Wanshitong must be a textbook that was completely copied. All the steps, time and even the size of the medicine block were exactly the same as in the book, and there was no change or thinking about how to improve it according to the actual situation. Therefore, the results achieved were at a very standard level, that's all!

Of course, it cannot be said that the other party did something wrong or bad. If his Slytherin College students and other students could do the same as this Miss Joker, then Snape would be too worried. Anyway, the potions of Neville Longbottom and Miss Joker would definitely be bottled and recycled later, and then sent to Ms. Poppy Pomfrey's place in the school infirmary. After all, it was an excellent level of super therapeutic medicine.

“…”

“Decora…”

Looking at the Slytherin student who was taking care of himself in front of him, Snape shook his head and left with regret. Because he saw that the other party did a bad job, he was worse than the Neville and Miss Wanshima just now, which made him feel very unhappy. It was far inferior to Neville and Wanshimale, which made him lose his idea of ​​finding an excuse to add some points to Slytherin Academy.

“Hmm?!”

Sniff! Sniff!

Suddenly, Snape seemed to have discovered something and began to suck his nose twice. He first glanced into the classroom in confusion, but did not find any of the students' cauldrons where the strange smell came from. He suddenly remembered something and turned directly to look in the direction next to the classroom podium.

Obviously, Professor Anne's crucible, whom he thought the refining had completely failed, had an unexpected change at this time?

‘It smells so good…’

‘What potion is that?’

'have no idea……'

‘But, it smells delicious…’

‘How does potions taste like food?’

‘Anyway, it must be different from what we are doing. It looks so high-end, it must be an amazing potion!’

‘It smells so good, I really want to eat it…’

‘Hey! Ron, your saliva drips on my robe!!’

'ah!'

‘…’

As the fragrance became stronger and stronger, the students stopped their work, shook their noses and stretched their necks toward the crucible that was rolling and not knowing what kind of potion they were boiling.

“Um…”

I never expected that I had misunderstood the truth just now?

"Professor Anne, what kind of potion is this? Why have I never heard of a formula with this fragrance?"

Snape, who thought the other party had not failed to refine, but had succeeded, stared at the boiling crucible for a while in confusion, and found that although there was not much magic in it, it could not be said to be a failed potion based on the fragrance alone. He asked the little girl who was standing on a chair, staring at the steam with her eyes wide open and staring into the pot, and inhale hard and breathing hard to make a taste of enjoyment.

“Huh?”

∑(??△)?!

"Who told you that this is a potion? It is not a potion!!"

(??????????-)??

Well, how could she, Professor Anne, waste a class time doing all the messy potions here? Obviously, that kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen to her.

“…”

"Then what are you doing?"

Snape was stunned for a moment, and then approached a little bit more. After smelling the rich and magical scent that floated out for a while, he asked again.

He expressed his confusion about this, not knowing what the little girl was doing, nor knowing what the other party was matching.

"You are so stupid! Of course this is stewed meat!"

(*?????╰╯`??)??

"However, I added a little bit of medicinal herbs, and now it smells so good. Do you want to come and have a look?"

o(??????????????)o─???Oh!

After saying that, the little Annie, who had swallowed her saliva, thought for a while, then generously inserted a piece of meat from the pot with a long bamboo stick, and handed it directly to the other party.

(…)

(●￣(??)￣●)

(Tibers wouldn't tell the big black-haired Snape in front of him that the reason why the little master of his family is so generous is actually because she doesn't know whether it tastes good or whether it can be eaten, nor does she know if she will eat it after adding so many messy potions. So, now you always need a try?)

“…”

Snape took it, stared at it, smelled it, and then his throat twitched involuntarily.

After a while, after the piece of meat that I don’t know what it was, and I couldn’t resist the temptation of the fragrance, I frowned again, gritted my teeth, and tentatively raised the bamboo stick and put the piece of meat carefully in my mouth.

“!!”

"It's delicious, you probably added cinnamon skin..."

My eyes lit up and I felt that the pot of meat was very different from the ones I had eaten in the past. Snape, who had an alternative flavor, thought about it and took another step forward and accurately inserted a piece of meat rolling up with a bamboo stick.

"Haha, it's very good, right?"

??(??`▽????)o

Seeing that the other party had eaten two pieces in a row, it didn't seem like something would happen, little Annie smiled with confidence. Thinking about it, her potion class today must have been successful.

"Professor Anne, what kind of animal's meat is this?"

Snape, who said he had never eaten this animal, said that when he had time, he seemed to be able to buy some of his extra gold gallons and stew them himself?

Anyway, after eating two pieces, he already knew almost the ingredients used by the other party. There must be daffodil roots, ginger slices, mandela grass, abyssinian wrinkle figs, puffy bean pods, cinnamon bark, and... and... there is something else he didn't understand, but it doesn't matter, he would definitely figure it out if he ate a few more pieces!

After all, Snape is professional about potions!

"I won't give you food!!"

(ー`??ー)

However, before Snape reached out to extend the bamboo stick in his hand for the third time, little Anne quickly reached out to protect her cauldron.

"I tell you, that's the meat of the Ball Bird, but I finally caught it!"

ヾ(￣▽￣)Goodbye~!

After saying that, Anne was not afraid of the hot crucible. She directly reached out to hug her, and then flashed and disappeared.

“…”

After discovering that the other party disappeared instantly, leaving only the slightly burnt table, Snape was stunned for a while before suddenly coming to his senses. It seemed... this was his classroom, and his students were watching him behind him and swallowing their saliva?

“Hmm?!”

"What do you all look at? Have you finished your potions? Humph! Anything that has not been completed or is inconsistent with the description in the textbook, be sure to hand me the recipe for copying ten sheets of parchment before the next class!"

After putting away the bamboo stick with a little awkwardly, Snape didn't even apply oil on his mouth, and turned his face toward the students who had just watched, could only smell but could not eat it at all.

"Now, who will tell me what kind of animal is the Ball Bird?"

"All right……"

"Miss Hermione Granger?"

As soon as the question was asked, I found out that it was the Miss All News again who raised her hand. Snape, who was eager to know what kind of animal it was, had to nod to the other party.

"professor!"

"The Ball Escape Bird is a bird with obesity, full body fluff, not flying but can move instantly. It is native to Mauritius...but it is difficult to catch because our wizard's spell cannot easily hit her, and the trap cannot trap it!"

"It is said that their blue hair on their heads is very precious and can be made into extremely expensive sketch quills. It is said that they can write down at least 10,000 words in an hour. It is very magical!!"

Soon, Hermione, who had seen the ball-flying bird in a miscellaneous book like "Where Are the Fantastic Beasts", made it clear in a few words, and proudly stood up his little chest, waiting for the professor's praise and the envy of his classmates.

“….”

"Very good! You're probably right, but there's no extra points, because it has nothing to do with the content of the Potions class!"

Snape stared at the little girl coldly, then signaled the young lady who had blushed and seemed to be very angry and sat down quickly. Unfortunately, the other party was from Gryffindor, and if he had given the words of their Slytherin students, he would definitely add a 10% answer to the other party.

"Now!"

"Everyone stood up, packed your tables, collected the unused materials and made potions, sorted them and I will give you a score!"

"Also, remember what I just said, I haven't finished it. Please hand in your homework in the next class?"

After saying that, without waiting for the bell to finish class, Snape snorted coldly and turned toward the medicinal herb room behind the classroom podium.

He believed that his students would definitely handle everything well, because he had been cleansed up by anyone who did not have that kind of "good habit" many times in the past three years!

"A stylus pen with ten thousand words per hour?!"

"Hey! Is that true? Hermione, where can I sell it?!"

Ron suddenly felt that if he had a quill that way, he would have written his homework quickly and well, and that would have never been the end of the crane and would have been borrowing Hermione's notes when class was about to be started.

“…”

Harry, who was in the same group as Ron, obviously had the same idea as Ron, so he also leaned towards Hermione because he also wanted to know where such a pen was sold, and then he could choose to order one?

“…”

Hermione didn't say anything, but rolled her eyes to the two of them, then quickly packed her desk and carefully put her perfect potion into a clean bottle. Because, now Professor Snape is staring at this place in the medicinal material room behind the podium, they dare to speak before get out of class is over. Are they all crazy?

Besides, she didn't know whether what she just said was true or false, because it was only written in the book, so she just used the word "speakably".

...

After a long time, the bell of the get out of class finally rang. When the students cheered and left with Snape's eyes, when the black-haired Snape quickly scored the students and left with the potion of Hermione and Neville, a forgotten plush bear patted his butt and jumped off the table beside the podium.

(…)

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(There is no way, a bad little master forgot it to be here when he had something to eat, so he can only walk back to the room at the top of the castle by himself... Fortunately, this Hogwarts Castle is a magic school, with many messy spells such as transformants or variations. Even if it is seen by someone, you don't have to worry about attracting attention.)
Chapter completed!